Princess Against the World

Therefore, Ling Luoyu concluded——

Mo Xishu's face might also be fake!

The purpose is to create an identity that awes her but cannot be refuted.

Feng Chenglin looked very unhappy, and the words he wrote were almost wildly cursive:

--Why? What are they doing so much for?

Ling Luoyu sneered: Do you still need to ask? Of course you want me to go to the shrine!

——But the legs are on you. If you don’t go, can they break your legs and force you to go?

——So, they used the identity of the old grandmother! !

After all, Mo Xishu is Mo Xuanchen's only remaining elder in this world.

Faced with such an identity, Ling Luoyu had no reason to refute unless it was a matter of life and death.

However, this also illustrates a problem——

The other party knew her very well.

Otherwise, settings like Chaos Realm and Mo Xishu would not have appeared.

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth: It feels like there is a pair of eyes behind us all the time staring at us, and a pair of hands pushing us into a certain box.

These people have been talking about Lao Shizi's "God's will".

Could it be that this is the so-called "God's will"? !

But why does it seem so "artificial"!

Afraid that the walls have ears, the two of them did not dare to say too much and rested separately.

The next day, as soon as Ling Luoyu opened the door, he saw Dingmiao sitting on the steps with his back to the door.

His eyes were slightly stern, but he soon regained his composure and stretched lazily.

"Ambassador, you haven't slept all night and are sitting outside my room like this, right?"

Not far away, Feng Chenglin was washing.

Hearing the noise, he shook the water on his head and walked over: "When I got up in the morning, I saw him sitting like a doorman, and I was shocked!"

Dingmiao ignored the two of them and said in a deep voice: "I have been thinking about it all night..."

Ling Luoyu moved his hands and feet and walked past: "Don't tell me that you thought about it all night and figured out that you want to go to the shrine with me!!"

Dingmiao's eyes moved slightly and he jumped up quickly: "That's what I thought!"

Feng Cheng and Lin You looked at Ling Luoyu——

Isn't this a bit too coincidental?

Last night, they were still saying that they were worried that the God of Ding Temple would be timid and would not dare to go to the shrine.

Unexpectedly, the plot took a sudden turn overnight!

Ling Luoyu smiled half-heartedly: "I thought you were afraid of the Divine Lord and didn't dare to face him head-on!"

"I...I have figured it out!!" Dingmiao licked his lips, obviously feeling guilty: "In this life, you have to die anyway, die early and die later, no matter how you die! It's better to die like a man than to die like an ant. It’s the same as living a secret life, right?”

"What's wrong with the ants?" Feng Chenglin grabbed his coat and put it on: "The biggest dream in my life is to live like an ant!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "I thought you looked like Xianyu!!"

Feng Chenglin was a little confused: "What is Xianyu!?"

Ling Luoyu finished washing up and turned around seriously: "Dingmiao, going there this time may be extremely dangerous. If you go there, you will never come back. You have to think about it!"

"I've thought about it! I'll go with you!" Dingmiao stood proudly with his chest raised.

"Yeah!" Ling Luoyu responded, lowered his eyes, and seemed to think of something again: "Where are Zhou Yan and the others?"

"...I don't know..." Dingmiao was stunned.

"Then help me ask if anyone is interested in going to the shrine with me!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What is this little girl going to do?

You don’t really want to take them with you, do you?